Villain: Reincarnation exposed, the heroine collectively cried and begged for my forgiveness

"Amitabha."

"Is Your Royal Highness leaving?"

It was the abbot who came.

The abbot appeared in the monastery and said to Ling Qingyao.

Obviously, he had sensed Lord Luo's aura before.

"Abbot."

Seeing this, Ling Qingyao saluted slightly.continued.

"Thank you abbot for taking care of me these days, Qing Yao thanked me here."

"His Royal Highness is serious, this is what a poor monk should do."

Seeing this, the abbot clasped his hands together and said to Ling Qingyao.

"Master Jue Xing."

Lord Luo at the side saw this and said to the abbot.

"Amitabha."

"The poor monk has seen Lord Luo."

Upon seeing this, the abbot bowed to Lord Luo who was beside him.

Lord Luo nodded, and said, "Qingyao died this time, thank you Abbot Jue Xing for your help."

"Amitabha."

"My lord is serious."

"This is what poor monks should do."

The abbot said.

"Yeah. Then we won't bother you. I'll come to thank you another day."

Lord Luo nodded and said to the abbot.

When the abbot heard this, his face did not change at all.

He said calmly, "My lord, go slowly."

"Princess walk slowly."

"Ah."

Lord Luo nodded upon hearing this.

With Ling Qingyao, he was about to leave through the sky.

"who are you?"

Suddenly, Lord Luo turned and said to the abbot.

Ling Qingyao was slightly startled.

She didn't know what was going on, and she hadn't reacted yet.

Why did Uncle Wang suddenly ask the abbot like that?

The abbot was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

The look in the dark pupils flashed, and then returned to normal.

"Amitabha."

"A poor monk is a poor monk, so why should the prince ask?"

The abbot clasped his hands together and said without changing his expression.

"Ok!"

Lord Luo hummed lightly, with a pensive look on his face, and didn't say much.

"Who is the prince?"

Suddenly, the abbot asked Lord Luo.

Ling Qingyao was puzzled on the side.

She had no idea what the two were talking about.

He looked at the two of them inexplicably.

When Lord Luo heard this, his pupils shrank.

A murderous look flashed in his eyes.

The cultivation base of the holy realm suddenly exploded.

"This king is this king. Who does the abbot think this king is?"

"Amitabha."

Hearing this, the abbot clasped his hands together and looked up at Lord Luo with deep eyes.

"My lord, you don't look like a lord."

Ling Qingyao was slightly taken aback when she heard this.

However, she still doesn't know what's going on with the two of them.

"The abbot doesn't look like an abbot either."

When Lord Luo heard the words, he suddenly said in a deep voice.

The coercion of the holy realm erupted on the two people in the monastery.

Always ready to shoot.

Ling Qingyao didn't know what was going on.

But she knew that the two of them were definitely not as simple as they seemed.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the two holy figures to ask such a question.

"Abbot, is this going to do something?"

Lord Luo, with a murderous look, said to the abbot.

When the abbot heard the words, his expression was calm: "Amitabha."

"My Buddha is merciful. Princess Qingyao's injuries are not fully healed, it's better to stay in the temple to recuperate."

Ling Qingyao was slightly taken aback when she heard this.

What's happening here?
Why did the abbot keep himself?

Is it...

Ling Qingyao didn't dare to think about it.

When the Cangye Dynasty fought against the Yu Kingdom, Uncle Wang handed himself over to the head of the Wang family, and asked the Wang family to take him away.

Then Mo Hengyu suddenly appeared and rescued himself.

Could it be that there is something hidden in the middle.

Ling Qingyao didn't dare to think about it.

"Oh?"

"is it?"

"My Cangye dynasty has no shortage of physicians, so I don't need to bother the abbot."

Lord Luo said to the abbot with deep eyes.

"Amitabha."

"The princess's injuries are serious and cannot be cured by the Cangye Dynasty. I hope the prince will think twice."

The abbot said in a deep voice.

The aura of the Holy Realm is locked on Lord Luo.

In Mingkong Temple, another holy aura erupted and appeared in the Zen courtyard in an instant.

It is the abbot of Mingkong Temple.

After the abbot appeared, he stared at Lord Luo.

There is a faint burst of magic flames on his body.

Seeing this, Lord Luo's pupils shrank slightly.

These two people are all in the holy realm, although they are not as good as him, but if they join forces, even he will have to spend some effort.

Ling Qingyao looked at the abbot and abbot in the monastery.

His face was full of puzzlement.

She had absolutely no idea what was going on.

Why did the three of them want to do it all of a sudden?
"The abbot thinks that he can keep me?"

Lord Luo asked in a deep voice.

"Amitabha."

"Even if you can't keep the prince, the two of us are enough to hold the prince."

The abbot said in a deep voice.

His voice just fell.

In the monastery, a burst of breath suddenly broke out.

The aura of the pinnacle of the divine realm carried a hint of the holy realm.

Seeing this, Ling Qingyao's pupils shrank.

Looking at the simple figure with an astonishing aura, it was Aunt Wang.

At this moment, her head was in chaos.

What the hell is going on with all this.

She also saw something wrong with Mingkong Temple at this time.

Why did the abbot keep himself.

Moreover, Aunt Wang, who has been taking care of herself, turned out to be a strong person at the peak of the divine realm.

This made her a little overwhelmed for a while.

The two have been in contact for a long time these days.

However, she never noticed that there was anything wrong with Aunt Wang.

Unexpectedly, she turned out to be a strong person at the peak of the divine realm.

Am I wrong in my suspicions?

Uncle Wang is fine.

The problem is Mingkong Temple?

The thought popped into her mind.

Ling Qingyao's eyes lit up.

No wonder.

No wonder the abbot didn't save the little monk.

With his cultivation in the holy realm, how could he be unable to save someone from a few people in the divine realm.

Thinking of this, Ling Qingyao stared at the abbot with red eyes.

Lord Luo looked at Aunt Wang at the side and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't realize that there was a peak powerhouse hidden here.

He knew that he couldn't take Ling Qingyao away.

Even if his strength is stronger than the three of them.

As long as the two holy figures hold themselves back.Ling Qingyao has absolutely no power to resist against the strong in the psychic realm.

"who are you?"

Lord Luo narrowed his eyes, stared at the abbot and asked.

"Amitabha."

"My lord, why do you have to ask this question?"

"We may not be the enemy."

The abbot said.

Lord Luo was slightly taken aback when he heard the words.

The abbot seemed to mean something else, his face revealed a pensive look.

Ling Qingyao was slightly startled when she heard this.

Is there really something wrong with Uncle Wang?

She just doubts, at this moment she is not sure yet.

Lord Luo thought for a long time, looked up at the abbot and said, "If I want to leave, the abbot may not be able to keep me!"

"Amitabha."

"The prince can leave at any time, but the princess has to stay and heal her wounds."

The abbot looked at Lord Luo and said.

"Humph!"

Lord Luo snorted coldly.

"Qingyao, you stay in Mingkong Temple first. Uncle Wang will pick you up later."

He knew that he couldn't take Ling Qingyao away at this time, two strong men in the Holy Realm, and one strong man at the peak of the Divine Realm, although he could retreat completely.

But it might be difficult if you take Ling Qingyao with you.What's more, Ling Qingyao still has injuries on her body.

"Ah."

Ling Qingyao knew the situation at this time.

Knowing that Lord Luo can't take her away, and her injury is not fully healed yet.

"Humph!"

"The abbot had better take good care of Qingyao. If something happens to her, I, the Cangye Dynasty, will definitely destroy your Mingkong Temple."

Lord Luo snorted coldly, and left through the air, leaving only a figure floating slowly.

"Amitabha."

"I, Mingkong Temple, will definitely take good care of the princess."

A voice from the abbot came out, and it lasted for a long time.